The evening sun on these roses pulled my car over to the side of the street. Good thing there were empty spaces at the curb at St Raphael’s Church in San Rafael! After a brief thought about my impulsiveness, I hopped out and took a bunch of photos. One of them...
Shop Archival Prints It doesn’t rain often while roses are in bloom in the San Francisco Bay Area. When I took this photo, we had a real downpour in early June. It was a Saturday and I was outside, barefoot in the mud and still in my PJ’s taking pictures...
There’s something about the time of year.when we come out of winter. I had just painted something with more muted colors making me crave bright, intense, warm colors. A year before as I came out of winter, I painted Awakening, Joseph’s Coat roses growing...
My husband’s friend, Uncle Bill, as we called him, had a collection of beautiful roses out front of his house on Magnolia Ave in San Anselmo.. Some of them are so old their gnarled trunks look like olive trees – and they are never more beautiful than in...
This painting filled a craving. The previous painting had the moody colors of a lily pond. My insides called out to paint with sunshine. My brush water was the most gorgeous peachy orange color – it looked like fruity tropical nectar. This painting reminds me...
One bright summer day, as I headed out to our side yard to dump the compost bucket, the color of these Rugosa Roses grabbed my eye. I ran back out with my camera and hopped up on the rock wall to capture the flowers. Honey bees had come flying around – such...
